sanescientist: As the limo came to a stop in a quiet side street, I reached over and opened the door
sanescientist: As the limo came to a stop in a quiet side street, I reached over and opened the door.She peered out, twirling her hair nervously in her fingers.“Well?” I asked, sitting back. “You’re free to leave.”Aryane continued to stare out, still hesitating.“Where’s my dress?” she asked.“Behind the cushion where you stuffed it last night. You said it felt odd.”“Oh. Yes, that’s right.” she replied, almost disinterested in my response.“I’m sorry to rush you but I’m a very busy-”“-What if…” she stammered over me, “what if I stayed?”“We’ve already discussed this Aryane.”“I know but, what if I decide I don’t want it?”“That’s really not a possibility.” I said with a chuckle. “I guarantee that, once you start down this path, you’ll keep going. Not because I want you to, but because you’ll want to reach the end.”“How can you be sure I’ll want to though?”“I explained that before we left the house. I can’t control your body, but I can control your mind. I can’t make you do something, but I can make you want to, to the point that it’d be unimaginable to think otherwise.”“That’s hardly ethical.” she said, looking down.“I didn’t say that I’m an ethical person, but I didn’t make you do those things last night. I didn’t make you like them. I just removed your inhibitions and let you lead the evening.”She thought about it again. Their bodies intertwined, moving in perfect sync. It was making her wet again.“We’re here because I’ve given everyone a choice to leave if they want to. Some walk away but most have stayed. They’ve all left with wonderful memories and a more open belief system so it’s a win-win all round.Finally she looked back at me for the first time since we left the house. She was struggling to make eye contact. I could hear her thoughts but even if I couldn’t, her body language told me everything I needed to know.“I don’t know if you’re making me feel like this, but I think I want to stay.” she said, eyes flitting between me and the floor.I reached over to the door and pulled it closed as I slipped into her mind. Her eyes glazed over as I pushed thoughts into her head before slipping back out.Aryane slid down onto the floor, pawing at my crotch with a smile. Helping her with my zipper, I tapped on the glass behind me.“Home, please.” I said to the driver. I paused and tapped again. “Slowly.”I could hear a giggle from the driver as the car eased out of the street and my cock filled Aryane’s throat. -- source link